putting the G in ghetto

Okay here's a new one.  I think I saw a drug sale go down in our ER lobby.

So its a pretty nice evening. I'm at the triage desk. There is a guy sitting in the lobby - acquaintance or something of one of the patients.  Here comes an inpatient rolling an IV pole. He goes over to the guy sitting in the lobby  I swear I saw I saw money change hands.

Earlier the guy with the IV pole had come up to the triage desk asking for a pass for his wife to get out of the parking ramp.  So he's probably buying dope to give to her or they are gonna use dope together outside.  Am I being paranoid?  Probably not.

Oh BTW, it turns out the guy sitting in the lobby (probable drug seller) is with another guy who is here trying to get narcs for his back pain. He is busted for using a false name. He was probably there to get more drugs to sell

The shit that goes down our ghetto ER.

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YOU ARE BUSTED

Let me start out by reinforcing the fact that I AM EVIL. That has already been well established. With that in mind, I have to say that I get a perverse delight when we bust a drug seeker. Its like I want to go around and high fiver my co-workers.  Yeah! Score one for our side!

I am continually amazed at the sheer stupidity of some drug seekers. I mean seriously, you are telling me that you have an anaphalactic reaction to ibuprofen, toradol,, vicodin.....could it be that you want P-P-P-Percocet?!!!  Ding ding ding!  One point for me.  The holidays are so much easier with a little perc on board.

And whats this you have no ID and have never been here before and your name is Bob Johnson. The thing is the Doc recognizes you as Stan Smith he saw 2 months ago.

Exit stage left.  Life is good

yuck